My phone was buzzing nonstop-- something has to be wrong, I thought.
A personal story about planes, trains, automobiles, and what good comes of it when you miss all of them on the same trip.
If you decide to one day revisit to your beloved cities, here’s a few tips and tricks to make your return even better.
We checked out of the Hostel in the morning. We had decided to not book a room for the second night. We were going to save money and party in the streets till our 6a.m. train on Sunday. This was a great plan we thought. What could go wrong?
We’ve all had our share of horrible airport stories. But imagine finding out last minute you need to pay money to leave the country. You think it’s no big deal until you realize that the ATM machines don’t accept Visa. That’s what Natalie Mormer endured when trying to leave Bali at the Denpasar airport.
Nobody wants to hear the girl whose boyfriend is currently 10,262 miles away ramble on and on about the trials and tribulations of a relationship built around Facetime dates.
I don’t know if my Aussie friends realized that for me, the beauty of Australia wasn’t just a trip to the Great Barrier Reef. Every moment I spent with them, becoming closer to them, made me fall in love with the country more.
All of those happy, touristy stories are boring as hell to people who didn’t live them. I loved my trip abroad. But everything I truly learned about myself from my trip abroad happened during the bad moments—during my low points.
After running up and down stairs, I double check and triple check every room in my house to
One of the most important lessons I learned while studying abroad is to break out of your comfort